"For I know the plans that I have for you, declares the Lord." Jeremiah 29:11

Not for the first time in the last few weeks, Lenore Connolly wondered if she had made the right choice. After all, hadn't she gone to a college that was two states away just so that she could escape the small town life? So she could get to a place with a population of more than sixteen hundred? Where everybody didn't know everybody? Now here she was, four years later... moving back.

Lenore sighed as she continued driving down the interstate. It was, in her opinion, way to early to be driving, but she only had a little over an hour left and if she hurried, she could get home in time to have coffee with her mom.

Which was in fact, the reason she was headed home in the first place. Her mother needed her.

Kathleen had been stretching herself thin this past year. Trying to take care of her own ailing mother, while keeping the towns one bookstore open, along with all the duties that came with being a pastor's wife. She couldn't keep going this way and Lenore was determined to make her see reason.

The problem was, Kathleen was to proud to ask for help. Had it not been for Lenore's dad, Eric, she wouldn't have even known she was needed.

But it wouldn't be long. That much was for sure. She would stay and help her mom out at the bookstore and do whatever else that was needed, but then she was leaving. She didn't work that hard to get her degree in photography just so she could settle down in Decatur and get a job working at the Wal-Mart Photo Department in the next town over. No sir! Not happening.

She would stay the summer and maybe a couple weeks into the fall because she had promised her dad that much, but that was it. She was leaving.

"Lord," she offered up a quiet prayer, "I really could use Your help and guidance in this. You know my plans. Help me to get where I need to be."

And just like that, a peace settled in the small car just as the sun was beginning to rise.

The early morning sun was just beginning to rise and already Beau Anderson's day was shaping up to be a bad one. The young farmer had come out this morning to start his chores, only to realize that he had left the window down on his truck and it had rained last night. Then, his nephew, T.J., had called and told him that he wasn't going to be able to be there for the first day of his summer job. The lecture that followed, Beau felt was justly deserved.

"What's gotten into that kid?" Beau wondered as he drove down his road towards the left field where the old barn still stood. He could already feel the towel that he had place in the seat becoming soaked through with water. "The boy had promised that if Beau would give him a job working on the farm this summer, then he would take it seriously and work hard. Now here it was, the first day and the teenager was already making excuses for why he couldn't be there." The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt.

Beau was just about to turn onto the little dirt road that wound its way to the barn when he noticed the car blocking bis path. There was a woman standing outside of the car taking pictures...of his field. She was young, maybe a few years younger than him, with long, red hair that hung in waves down her back. She was slender and from what he could tell, quite pretty. But that didn't explain why she was taking pictures of his field.

Beau parked his old, Ford truck and got out.

"Excuse me, ma'am? Is there somethin' I can do for you?"

Lorene looked up, startled out of her thoughts by the tall, dark haired man who was suddenly beside her. Her hand immediately went to her pocket where her small can of maise hung on a key chain.

"Sorry, am I blocking your way?"

"You are." Beau replied with a curt nod. "Care to tell me why you're taking pictures?"

Lorene smiled slightly and felt her face heating up with a blush. She nodded towards the field that could only be described as golden. "It's beautiful. With the sunrise behind the barn. It reminds me of a poem I learned in school once. I can't imagine anyone seeing this and then still not believing in God. I just had to take a picture so I wouldn't forget."

Beau gave another nod.

"Well, as much as I may agree with you, some of us do have work to do, so..." He trailed off hoping she would catch the hint and let him through. He had very little patience today and he really just wanted to get his work done before the days sweltering heat set in.

"Oh, of course. Sorry." Lenore stumbled over her words a bit as she made her way to open her car door. She really didn't understand the man's coldness towards her and tried not to let it bother her to much.

Beau tipped his fingers to the brim of his baseball cap as he watched her put her key into the ignition. However, instead of the car starting up, it merely sputtered a bit. She tried again, but nothing.

"No. No. No." Lenore thought. "Not today. C'mon, start." She tried once more but she knew it wasn't going to work. The battery was dead. She sighed before reaching down to pop the hood, when she looked up though, the 'handsome, yet kinda jerky' guy was raising it for her.

"I got it." Lenore explained as she once again got out of her car.

"I'm sure you can but-"

"It's just the battery. I've been meaning to get it fixed but I keep forgetting. I can just call my dad. He's only a few minutes away and I-" She cut herself off when she noticed him staring at her. His eyebrow raised. "What?"

Beau resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"I have a truck and booster cables. I can charge your battery for you."

Lenore shook her head. "I don't need-"

Beau held up a hand to stop her protest. "And I don't need my mama to find out that there was someone here in need of help and I left them to deal with it alone. Especially a lady. Plus, I really do need to get through." He motioned once again to the barn as he gave her a crooked grin.

Finally, Lenore gave a small smile in return. "Thanks." She held out her hand to him. "Lenore."

Beau accepted the handshake. "Beau."

AN: There we go. Kinda short but it's up. Hope ya'll like it. First time posting anything I've written. Review and tell me what you like or hate about it. Nicely though lol